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Mixed berry frozen yogurt Now that my recipes are award winning… what? You didn’t know? Oh yes dear reader. Remember my strawberry cheesecake recipe? Well it won a competition run by Netmums: Slow Cooked Strawberry Cheesecake AND is set to be mentioned in a national newspaper on Thursday, complete with the picture in took. Uh huh. I KNOW. Maybe I can cook after all. Okay so cook is
Buy end of term teacher’s gifts. Check Attend speech day for J. Check Attend speech day for E. Check Read end of term report for J. Check Attend parent’s evening for E. Check Stare at contents of J’s school bedroom piled on floor in kid’s playroom for two weeks. Check Stare at contents of E’s locker in boot of car for two days. Check That will be the end of
It’s that time of year, end of term looming, that I start my last minute holiday planning. Yesterday it involved printing off all my confirmation emails etc and checking everything was as it should be. No last minute panic when we realise the holiday cottage is booked for the wrong week etc! So having done the longer term planning earlier in the year I thought I would share it with
oh yes people. Look at that. On the Gallery this week the theme is one that means there is no escaping a picture of me. A younger me. That picture was taken on 22nd November 1998 (not that I have a phenomenal memory, it is date stamped in the left hand bottom corner). E is a week old. J is three, and C is 4. And me? Well let’s say
I have talked before about my love of books. And how as I child I loved curling up and reading. In fact I still do. So when I was asked by Tots100 if I would like to take part in a challenge to recreate my favourite quote from a children’s book, I was all in. Even when I then heard that it was in conjunction with Heinz and had to
As per usual the last few weeks have been insane. There really are not enough hours in the day. Ever. An hour of house work and clearing up in the morning, an hour of school run, a ten hour working day, more school run, more housework, an energetic dog, food to buy etc. Oh and a blog to run (on average 25 emails a day that need answering, sorting is
Suffice to say I am not a cool mum. I don’t try and be and my teens would soon slap me if I did. I don’t have the latest designer sunglasses, drive a car that turns heads, have the right jeans and don’t hang out in trendy well known bars. But that’s fine. Cool even. What I can do is sometimes make it look as though I’m alright as mums
On the longest day a few years ago I was in a conference room at The Brewery in London. I was asked to co-chair a session on collaborating with brands. On how working together is great for bloggers. I didn’t prepare. I thought it would be an interview and chat type session. And then as I watched the sessions before me my heart sank. My stomach churned. It wouldn’t be
. Perceptions are a funny thing. You see something in your own way and that is how you then think that thing is. But what if that thing isn’t really like that? Now what if that thing is a person? And you perceive that person to be something. Something that actually they might not be in reality. Your perception is how you see them and that dictates how you
Today, after the madness of Britmumslive, the struggling home with all the bags and the collapse on to the settee to watch a bit of footy, it was all a bit flat really. So many lovely people and, oddly, lots of them seemed to know who I was – I was hoping to be slightly anonymous…. And then, after all that, @Lolly_knickers tweets something that sounds a bit naff, but
hahaha… did you see what I did there? Did you? Did you see? I am so hilarious sometimes. Ice cream Sunday Ice cream Sundae No? Oh forget it Anyway. This is me getting organised and I am actually typing this on Thursday. Can you believe that? Some actual thought and planning has gone into this post? And also to the hilarious title. You see I have no idea if I
#BritmumsLive 2014 I am ready for you. I wasn’t going to do one of these posts originally but then, well, I changed my mind. And I had something I wanted to say before tomorrow. But will come on to that later. For now though the planning is done (going away always involves planning, sadly I struggle with spontaneous), the packing is done, the lists are all ticked off and tomorrow
